I put my Camry in the wrong gear Put a short stop to a long year There's hailstones coming down on the turnpike now They jump like frogs when they hit the ground I'm so tired of striving There's always somewhere I'm driving Will I turn around when the gas runs out And find my feet won't touch the ground Oh I'm so listless There's no harbor lights to guide me out here I'm there in the distance Too drunk on that horizon to see it clear You stepped out in the hallway Supernatural as always We drive into town while the beech trees brown But you scarcely glance around You said everything's over You lost your life in the foreclosure When you came around you never put the camera down And now those tapes they can't be found You said I'm so listless My life is all behind me in the mirror It's out in the distance Where objects look much closer than they disappear It was 3am when the call came in And the breath fell out of my face So I packed my suit for the red eye trip And I'll wish you on your way Oh we're all listless Just needles on a pine tree in the clear There's light in the distance I just pray that I can find me while I'm still here